The elasticity of demand is giving me a headache...

Testing to ping to see if it works!

Coming up for Air

Saturday night I was inspired by of all things a song. It was soothing and exhilarating at the same time. And I finally took a mommy time-out. I have not done one constructive thing, aside from work - got to pay the bills somehow, since Saturday night. It's amazing - the children survived, my husband didn't starve, the world did not end, and I feel like a new person. For the first time in 15 years I was able to overcome horrific writer's block and write a tale that has been burning in my mind for years. I feel like I'm breathing for the first time in years. The amazing part is that I don't feel an ounce of guilt. Guilt that I'm not cleaning the house. Guilt that I'm not hovering over the children or my husband. Guilt over not spending my time constructively either earning money or saving the world. I just wrote a tale that has been trying to leap free of my soul. It's not done. It may never be done. It may never accomplish anything. But that is ok. I suppose I can spend some time doing something that simply feels good without it needing to be good. The air is so sweet here.